Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Chapter 119 Divination Class

The third grade seemed to have suddenly reached a big step forward, with a lot more courses.

Each class became forty-five minutes, and the length of all classes was increased.

Sainz did some statistics and found that among the compulsory courses, the number of classes of Herbal Medicine, Spells, Transfiguration and Potions increased to 5, and the number of classes of Defense Against the Dark Arts increased to 4.

History of Magic 2 sections, Astronomy 2 sections.

All elective courses have 2 periods per week.

I had just received the time-turner and needed it that same day, for the fourth class that morning.

At eleven thirty, he had three classes at the same time: Divination, Arithmancy, and Muggle Studies.

On Tuesday at 10 o'clock there are two Care of Magical Creatures classes and two Ancient Rune Studies classes.

Hmm... these two groups of courses always appear at the same time, so it's easy to guess what other students will choose...

After the Transfiguration class, Sainz and his two roommates rushed to the Divination classroom.

Nowadays, each break between classes is only fifteen minutes, and life is not as slow-paced as it was in the past two years.

"Sainz, do you know where the divination class is?" Ben asked breathlessly while running.

"Ben, I think it's marked on the timetable for you. It's in the North Tower."

"I'm not blind, of course I saw the markings. I mean, we've never been to the North Tower, so I doubt we'll be able to find the place easily."

By the time Adam ran through the entire castle and reached the seventh floor, he was already a little out of breath.

"I've been here for more than two years, and I never knew the castle was so big? There are so many places I've never been to!"

"Come on, I told you guys to walk with me more often, but you never listen."

Ben complained: "As long as I can find a place to eat, sleep... oh... and play, who would want to know what a tower on the other side of the castle looks like?"

"As a result, you didn't even know where the North Tower was, let alone finding the classroom."

Adam said shrewdly, "We still have you. You will definitely find a way, right?"

"Hey... come with me. Sometimes it doesn't matter if you don't know the way. Just find someone who knows and ask."

Sainz led them up to the eighth floor first, walked through the corridor and came to a large hanging painting.

The picture shows a vast grassland, and in the distance a figure in armor and a horse can be vaguely seen.

He walked up and knocked gently on the frame of the painting, as if he was knocking on a door.

The knocking sound startled a knight in the distance, who hurriedly drew his sword and rode over.

After charging closer, everyone could see his appearance clearly. He was a short and fat figure astride a gray pony, which looked quite suitable for him.

The knight's charging posture was very strong, but his technique needed improvement. Before he could reach the front of the screen, he fell off his horse.

The sword in his hand also sank into the ground, and the knight hurriedly tried to pull it out.

Judging from the traces of dirt on his armor, it was obvious that this was not the first time he fell.

Ben laughed at his funny performance.

The knight was furious and gave up drawing his sword, and instead assumed a boxing stance.

"Evil thief! Duel!

Draw your sword, and let Sir Cadogan beat you to a pulp with his bare hands!"

Adam came over and tapped the canvas and shook it gently. The grass in the picture shook violently, and the cursing knight fell flat on his face.

He struggled to stand up, but failed.

Sainz said, "Listen, we need help, we're looking for the North Tower, Jazz, do you know the way?"

The knight rolled on the ground and his anger disappeared immediately. "Aha, someone needs help. Come, follow Sir Cadogan on a victorious expedition!"

He climbed up grunting, his armor clanking, and looked around, but the pony had already run off to eat grass somewhere unknown.

He shouted passionately, "Forget it, even without horses and swords, it still can't stop the knights from going on an expedition. Let's go, distinguished gentlemen and ladies!"

Because at this time several more students came here.

"Saenz, what are you doing? Have you found the classroom?" asked Florence Sebelfia.

"Sir Cadogan is about to take us there, follow us."

Everyone ran in the corridor following the clanking sound of armor. From time to time, they could see him passing through other paintings. He was waiting for everyone in a painting that was hung on the wall of a narrow spiral staircase.

The painting shows a group of ladies in hoop skirts who are startled by his sudden appearance. When everyone arrives, Sir Cadogan is being circled and kicked by these angry ladies.

While fending off attacks from all directions, he said to the breathless crowd: "The most difficult journey is still ahead. Let us pick up our tenacious hearts and move forward towards the final victory."

A group of people began to climb the rapidly spiraling narrow staircase. Just as Adam complained that he was dizzy and wanted to vomit, they finally climbed the last few steps and reached a small platform.

Sir Cadogan shouted "Goodbye! Goodbye, comrades!

If anyone needs a strong body and a noble soul, call for Sir Cadogan!

He is always willing to lend a helping hand to those who are helpless!"

After saying this, he waved goodbye to everyone, quickly walked through a painting of several sinister monks, and disappeared. The clanking sound of armor could be faintly heard in the distance.

Ben looked around, "Where are we going to have class? I'm sure there isn't a classroom here!"

Some students fumbled around the walls, trying to find a hidden door.

Sainz said: "Look up."

Everyone looked up at the same time and saw a brass plate embedded in the ceiling, which seemed to be a trap door.

"Sybill Trelawney, Divination teacher." Adam read the words above and asked, "But how do we get up there?"

"Just say it directly." Sainz looked up at the trapdoor and said, "Professor, we are students taking the divination course. We are here for class!"

Before he could finish his words, the trapdoor flew open and a silver ladder descended from the ceiling.

Looking at the ladder, everyone tacitly kept silent. Sainz smiled secretly and stepped up first.

After going up, Sainz found that it was exactly as Harry saw when he first came.

It doesn't look like a classroom at all, but more like an old-fashioned teahouse, and a teahouse hidden in the attic.

The attic was filled with an overly strong and pungent smell, even a little nauseating. Sainz quickly cast a locking spell under his nose to filter the air.

You know, he had been using the super-sensory spell, and that attack just now almost broke his defense.

Looking around, all the curtains were drawn tightly, and numerous lamps were covered with crimson scarves!

There were more than twenty small round tables crammed into the small space, with small cushions and printed armchairs placed around the tables.

All the cushions were stuffed so full that they were almost shaped like balls.

In the September weather, there was a blazing fire in the fireplace, and a very large copper teapot was placed on it, burning and making a hissing sound. The disgusting aroma seemed to come from there.

There were many shelves along the curved walls, with many things piled up in a disorderly manner.

There were broken poker cards, almost burnt candle ends, dirty quills, a large number of teacups and numerous crystal balls.

Of all things, the crystal ball was the brightest, gleaming with silver light.

"Welcome..." A vague voice came from the shadows.

"Welcome to the ethereal land!"